Dominion Theology - Fall Of Efrafa

Blessed be

Thy torment;

Bound to the cadaver of the righteous

Our dutiful dead;

Dispose of this land in renewed valour

For we have slain the pitiful

Scoured this repugnant plain

With our cleansing touch

With vigour I blind my sight

Tranquil I resign my fate

Willing I cut my loins

For you have bled for us

You have died for us

Bind up thy wicked tongues

Sew shut her shameful lust

Burn up the sodomites

For they have wronged you

They have opposed you

Our vainglorious divinity

Fertile manure of the oppressed

Seething in cruor of the devout

Lives shed in adoration of you

Lives shed in adoration of you

Pardon the meek inheritance

Your words blanch skin bleach white

Cast out all other creeds

Gomorra filth;

Worthless kin

Our vainglorious divinity

Fertile manure of the oppressed

Seething in cruor of the devout

Lives shed in adoration of you

Darwin’s soiled grievance

Truth outweighed by the dumb

No reason in his domain

The deafening throng

The rapturous ascent

Of lives left in forfeit

Our last lament

This selfish appraisal

Lives lifted above

Bereft of all love